Supernatural Oneshots

Leather Jackets and tight jeans - Sam Winchester x reader

A/N - drug overdose and sex is mentioned so traverse at your own risk :) 

Sono fuori di testa, ma diverso da loro

E tu sei fuori di testa, ma diversa da loro

Sam and I exit the impala as Måneskin's ZITTI E BUONI blasts through the impala's speakers, Dean isn't a huge fan of the modern rock n roll, but I'm slowly converting him and I'm getting him into Italian rock n roll as well, something he would have 100% refused to listen to before I came along. 

Sam and I's strides fall into a good pace, each step of ours sinking with one another. Sam and I are both dressed in a rock band's attire, him with black jeans, a white t-shirt and a black jacket - which I dare say he looks so fucking good in - and I'm wearing some tighter jeans than usual, a tank that has ACDC plastered over my boobs. 

Sam hasn't been able to take his eyes off of my shoulders, chest and ass, in fact he's been checking me out the entire way over here. He's got a hand in my ass pocket to make sure I stick with him. 

"Hi there," I say sweetly to the man at the front desk. 

"Hey there sweetie, how can I help you?" The man says to me with a smirk.

I feel Sam's hand move to my hips and feel him squeeze as a warning.

"I was hoping you could tell us where our band mates are, one should be a shoulder height ish man with brown hair?" I say with a sweet smile.

"Of course sweetheart, they should be in room 35," The man says handing me a key.

He grabs my hand and puts something else in it, a piece of paper with....

"His number, of course," I say as we walk to room 35. "Sam, take it, I don't want it." 

"Happily," Sam growls as he makes an effort to shove it in his back pocket to show the man that I'm taken. 

"Someone a little jealous?" I whisper and Sam pushes me against a wall where no one can see us.

He presses his hips against mine, trapping me against the wall as his hair falls in front of mine and he kisses my neck, whispering in my ear, "If I didn't have a conscience and was willing to risk everything, I'd fuck you in front that man, y/n." 

I shiver as I feel a bulge grow against my pelvis.

"Nothing's stopping you from doing it now, Sammy," I whisper back as he attacks my neck and pushes harder into my hips.

"We have a band to find babygirl, I'll do that later," Sam says as he kisses my lips passionately and leaves me panting against the wall, waiting a few seconds before jogging to catch up to my boyfriend.

He grabs my hip again and keeps me flush against him, every so often he steps behind me as someone passes us to hide his raging boner. 

I bang on the door of room 35, "Open up!" 

I get no response so I bang again, no response once again so I push Sam out of the way and kick down the door. It comes flying off of its hinges and I storm into the room, Sam still standing outside recovering from watching me kick down a door - which is a veryyy rare occurrence but today I don't have the patience. 

I see a body passed out in the corner and check to feel a pulse.

"Sam! Get your ass in here! We have a drugged out hippie," I shout and Sam comes rushing in.

"Pulse?" 

I nod and start to pick the body up with Sam's help, "Barely though, he's nearly OD'd on..." 

I look around for a bottle or a packet or something to help tell us what we're looking for.

"Opiods... great," I say as I see the left over drugs laying on the floor.

"So this isn't our demon?" Sam asks as I lay the man on his side.

"No, he needs an ambulance though," I reply and head back to the door.

"You know we can't call one," Sam says as he grabs my shoulder.

I shake my head and leave the hotel room.

"Course not, we've made it look like he came barging in, took some drugs and passed the fuck out on the bed," I walk towards the elevator, holding my head high. "That's all we can do, that's all we can ever do Sammy, lie about who we are and where we've been." 

"It's part of -" 

I cut him off by slamming him against the wall, "The life, yeah I know, listen, I'm not in the mood for the whole spiel about how our lives we have to life for a living because yeah, I'm aware of it, not happy about it, but aware of it, I'm just sick of seeing all these innocent lives wasted because of either us or the things we hunt, that man was innocent, sure he probably survived longer with a demon inside him but that doesn't mean he deserves to die, but as you said, we can't call an ambulance, we're wanted hunters." 

I let go of Sam and call an elevator as he stands there searching for what to say but he can't find anything so he takes my face in his hands and kisses me gently, "I know sweetheart, it's shit but we've all got each other, besides you'd be stuck in an office job otherwise." 

I laugh at him and kiss him again, "You make a very valid point Samuel Winchester." 

"I know I do, it's why you love me," Sam smirks and kisses me again. 

"Do I though?" 

"Yes you do." 

I smile as he passionately kisses me and breaks it before the elevator arrives and the people inside it wander out, not knowing a single thing of what just happened seconds before. 

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